Kids were screaming and screaming,
the German's swinged them by the legs against the wall.
More and more bodies,
Auschwitz.
They will gas us and throw us in the ovens.
I could no longer avoid the truth,
where is God?
We worked day after day, we survived week after week.
It's dangerous though,
is it safe to go out yet?
We can't know what's going to happen to us.
We really wanted to believe.
Worried.
Hopeless,
Afraid,
Horrendous,
Irrationality,
Confusion,
walking dead,
the inhumanity of man against man,
The Final Solution.
The last days,
we were far from it.
All those on the bad side never came home.
They didn't let us die when we wanted.
They took my identity.
My mind is going,
it's a Nazi trap.
Why did God spare me?
Rationale: I titled my poem A Tragedy Among Tragedies because that's what the holocaust was. Throughout my poem I wanted to tell a story about what one may have experienced in the camps.I wanted to show the events that ocured in the concentration camps and things that one may have witnessed during their time in the camps. I wanted to try and portray the brutality of the camps using many different negative adjectives. I also wanted to portray the confusion of the concentration camps. People always wondering what going to happen to them, not knowing what's going on, how long they will be there or wether or not their family is ok. The holocaust was a horrible thing and hopefully it will never be repeated,
A Tragedy Among Tragedies
Kids were screaming and screaming,
the German's swinged them by the legs against the wall.
More and more bodies,
Auschwitz.
They will gas us and throw us in the ovens.
I could no longer avoid the truth,
where is God?
We worked day after day, we survived week after week.
It's dangerous though,
is it safe to go out yet?
We can't know what's going to happen to us.
We really wanted to believe.
Worried.
Hopeless,
Afraid,
Horrendous,
Irrationality,
Confusion,
walking dead,
the inhumanity of man against man,
The Final Solution.
The last days,
we were far from it.
All those on the bad side never came home.
They didn't let us die when we wanted.
They took my identity.
My mind is going,
it's a Nazi trap.
Why did God spare me?
Rationale: I titled my poem A Tragedy Among Tragedies because that's what the holocaust was. Throughout my poem I wanted to tell a story about what one may have experienced in the camps.I wanted to show the events that ocured in the concentration camps and things that one may have witnessed during their time in the camps. I wanted to try and portray the brutality of the camps using many different negative adjectives. I also wanted to portray the confusion of the concentration camps. People always wondering what going to happen to them, not knowing what's going on, how long they will be there or wether or not their family is ok. The holocaust was a horrible thing and hopefully it will never be repeated,